Hey guys, sorry it's taken so long to update, someone took my laptop on me, therefore I couldn't write anything. I still don't have my laptop, and that means this is NOT the original chapter five that I had, but it's all I could do..Sorry! And to the reader that questions Matt's being adopted..He mentions it in chapter one, very briefly, but I have intentionally left it out so far. And the reason for his adoption is the same reason Hiroaki's so cold towards him. Soon to be explained, I promise! Before I forget the way the schools work here is FOUR classes a day. Then in February you do exams and then you get another four classes, and that's your year. I'm going to work Matt and Tai's school like that, because it flows with the story. So because it is JANUARY for Yamato right now, he has a month before new classes start. I DO know that this is NOT the way the schools in Japan work. Sorry if that bothers anyone. And I'm sorry for the misspelling of any names. Anyways, enjoy!
Yamato
I glare at Taichi, who shrinks back. He becomes smaller. I'm pleased with this, because that means that he's learned something. He opens his mouth to say something, then closes it as the principal begins speaking.
"This is Yamato." Taichi nods.
"I want you to show him around the school."
"I don't need a ba-"
"You have all your classes together, so off to second with you boys." The principal hands me a sheet with four classes on it. Math, Biology, Gym and Social Studies. Taichi is a step in front of me for the walk to Biology. He stays quiet until we're at the door.
"Is your last name Ishida?"
"No." Taichi looks at me. It takes me a second to realize what he wants.
"Ranger." Taichi opens the door, and bows in respect to the teacher, who was in the middle of talking.
"This is Yamato Ranger." The teacher's eyes study me. I feel like I'm the next animal he's inspecting, and I notice the way his eyes linger on the zipper of my pants for just a moment too long.
"Sit with Taichi." He says, pretending I'm nothing of interest. Taichi leads me to our seats, and I can feel the teachers eyes on me. Fear crawls along my skin, raising goosebumps. I quit school for this reason, it will not happen again. Even so, my hands shake as Taichi shows me his text book, and gives me an empty note book and pen.
"I don't ne-"
"Just take it. You can give me back a book tomorrow." He says. I nod. His voice sounds off because of the bandage on his face. I feel a brief stab of guilt, but he's no longer annoying, so it fades almost as fast as it hit. I sit for half an hour, taking notes, and shaking the whole time. Eventually I notice it's not just one set of eyes on me.
"What?" I snap at Taichi, although it's only a whisper. He looks at me for a second longer before looking down. The concern in his eyes make me angry. When the bell rings Taichi is ready almost as fast as I am. I realize that it's lunch, because everyone is gone within seconds. Just as we're about to walk out the door, the teacher says my name. It takes all of energy not to bolt. I spin on my heel and walk towards his desk. It takes thirty steps. It takes 29 for me to compose myself. He hands me a textbook, once again, his eyes trailing my body. I twirl and escape as fast as I can without running. Taichi is waiting outside the door for me. He doesn't say anything, just looks at me. I don't know what he's looking for, but I guess he sees it because he looks away.
"Want to sit with me and friends?" He offers. I raise an eyebrow.
"Why the hell would I want to do that?"
"Because you don't know anyone here. I just thought it would be nice for you to not sit alone, and that way I can find you again without much trouble."
"Pretty sure I can find the gym myself, thanks." Taichi sighs. I roll my eyes and walk away. This is the perfect time to find everything I need. Alone. I wander around the school. People are eyeing me suspiciously, and I notice how few people have blonde hair. I stick out. Something I've always hated. Having attention drawn to me has never been a good thing, and the lust in I see in the eyes scare me. I'm grateful when the bell rings, because at least no one looks at me when I'm with Taichi. I will give him that. Taichi's heading into the change room when I get to the gym. I follow him. I sit on a bench as he changes. Gross. I don't want to have to change in here, ever. I make a mental note to make sure I'm always ready for gym. Taichi turns, and jumps.
"Whoa! How long have you been there?"
"I watched your ass while you changed." I say, my voice is like acid, and he flinches. He finishes changing and we go to the gym. The teacher looks at me and smiles.
"Yamato Ranger, correct?" I dip my head once. He makes my skin crawl just by his voice. I think maybe I'm paranoid.
"Tomorrow, I expect gym strip." He informs me. I nod again. Ew.
"And everyone is required to shower after class, except on Wednesdays and every third Friday." My heart almost stops. Taichi touches my shoulder. I slap his hand away. I glare at him.
"Isn't that the same reason I broke your nose in the first place?"
"We've been playing floor hockey." He says, ignoring me. Great. Hockey. The only sport I can play without hurting someone, normally, is basketball. And the only reason is because I'm tall. We become armed with hickey sticks, and I'm slightly alarmed. Fifteen minutes in, I'm ready to fake an injury to get out. School sucks. In Biology, I took notes about worms, at lunch I was nearly gang raped by girls, and beaten by boys whose girlfriends wouldn't stop giggling at me, and so far two out of four teachers make me feel like I'm going to be attacked. Taichi and I were put on the same team, and he notices how I flinch from the little ball that keeps flying past my head. He runs past, and stops next to me, pretending to be waiting.
"If you stay close you'll get credit, I promise."I debate on it for a good five minutes, and decide that I will try it Taichi's way. He's right. the ball stays clear of my head, and he doesn't do much running. He scores most of the goals, and my team wins. We still have a half class. The teacher decides we're free to do what we want.
"Taichi, Yamato! Good job!" He calls from across the room. My eyes narrow. How do you miss that I didn't even try and get the ball? I follow Taichi into the backroom to put my hockey stick away. My minds racing. He seems so familiar, I just can't place him. Taichi grabs a soccer ball, and his off to play with his friends. I sit on a bench and pretend to watch everyone else play. The bench moves as someone sits beside me. I glance sideways. I notice immediately that he is not from Japan.
"Whatchya doing Yamato?" The teacher asks me. I debate on telling him the truth, but decide on lies. They always work better with my life.
"Learning new soccer moves." I say with a shrug.
"Ah, that's good." He gives me an innocent smile, and then gets up to stop a fight. My head turns. Faces come in and out of my head, and his is there. From along time ago. What's his name? As hard as I try, I can't remember. A hand is in front of my face.
"-Mat-" A voice?
"Mato!" My head snaps up to look at Taichi.
"Bell rang, let's go." I follow Taichi to the change rooms, where he showers and changes in five minuets. His hair is dripping as we make our way to social studies. A girl nearly crashes into me.
"Sorry Taichi! Oh, whose this?"
"Hey, Sora. This is Yamato. He's Takeru's big brother."
"Oh really? That's great! Tell him I say hi, will you?" I nod my head. Another bell rings.
"Oh no!" Sora whips around and flies down the hallway. Taichi breaks out in a run, and I follow him, not as fast. He gets to the door a good fifty steps before me. I join him, and he's bowing to the teacher, whose threatening him with detention. I breath out, and Taichi looks at me.
"This is Yamato, I've been told to show him around."
"Oh, well, if that's the case, I'm sorry Taichi." Taichi offers me a weak smile. I'd just saved him from detention. The teacher greets me, and introduces me to the class. I notice a red head whose giving Taichi an odd look. He grins at the boy. The teacher hands me a textbook.
"We're learning about Canada today, as something off of the curriculum." She informs me.
"Oh, I should be great at that.." I mumble. Taichi looks at me.
"Seats please. Yamato, because of this, you can sit with Taichi, and his partner Koushiro." As we approach the red head, he jumps up and gets a chair for me, placing it in between him and Taichi. I sit and my eyes drop immediately. The classroom is silent, except for the teachers voice. I'm only half listening, but I'm more then aware when the classroom explodes with noise.
"So, what did you mean when you said you'd be great?" Taichi asks me. I don't even look at him. My head is busy with other things. I'm aware Taichi's mouth has opened again. His breath smells sweet, and it bothers me.
"Taichi, he seems occupied. It's probably overwhelming to be in a new city, with a new family, and now a new school. Just leave him be." I glance at the short redhead.
"You don't look old enough to be 17 or 18." I say.
"I'm only 16, I'm just smart."
"He's a mad genius." Taichi says from my other side. So he jumped a grade.
"So what does that make me? I haven't been in school since I was fourteen." Taichi's mouth falls open. Koushiro smiles. I look away. I want to be locked in my bedroom. I want to drink, I want...I remember the speed in my pocket.
"I need to pee." I say. Taichi's hand shoots up. The teacher approach us.
"Yes, Taichi?" She says with a sigh.
"Yamato has to pee." She looks at me.
"Five minutes." I jump up, and try and find the nearest bathroom. I double check that no one is in there, and I have a decent amount of speed in my system within seconds. I come back to the classroom, and the buzz is already hitting me. I sit in between the two boys.
"So, what're we doing?" I ask. Taichi looks suspicious. Koushiro is just unsure. The rest of the day flies by, and before I know it, I'm at home. Cooking dinner for Takeru.
"Are you a good cook?" He asks, peering over my shoulder.
"Yeah." I say quietly
"Do they leave you to fend for yourself often?" He shrugs.
"They work." I nod absently. Another ten minutes, and I've made vegan spaghetti. Takeru is unsure at first, but after a few bites he shovels it into his mouth.
"Wow, best thing I've ever eaten." He informs me after. It's the first compliment I've ever had on my cooking, and despite the walls I've built, I give him a real smile. We sit together, and do homework. At 8:30, we decide to do the dishes. We're finishing up as Natsuko and Hiroaki come into the house. Takeru puts the last dish away, and I drain the sink.
"Hello, boys." Hiroaki says. Takeru smiles at him.
"Hi dad, mom. Yamato made dinner! It was good." They share a look, and it's asking each other whether or not to try it. Hiroaki's stomach growls, and he looks at the plate beside me. In to the microwave both plates go. I watch while they eat. They like it to. By the time they're done, it's closer to 9:30.
"I'm gonna go to bed, today was..tiring." I inform them. The last of the speed is wearing off as they say goodnight. I go to my bedroom, and am greeted to Baby's barking.
"Hi, babe." I say, as I pet her. I look through my clothes, and find something suitable for gym strip tomorrow. My uniform comes later. We supply gym stuff. I grab a pair of boxer and a t-shirt and head to the bathroom. I shower. I'm so tired, that I pass out almost as soon as I'm back into my room and in bed.
His face is there, and his body is pushing against mine. Something hard against my belly button. I try to squirm away, and his fist connects with my head, stunning me. I let out a whimper, and he leaps up, smashing his foot into my stomach. The pain shoots through my body, and I almost break. My head becomes empty as I stare up at his naked body.
"What's the matter with you, Matt?" I say nothing. His foot connects with my side hard enough to throw me off the bed into the wall. A soft sound, a crack from my ribs. I tremble as he jumps off the bed.
"Answer me when I speak to you!" He screams.
"I'm sorry.." I whisper. His foot hits the wall beside my head, and my eyes widen. He yanks me up, and throws me onto the bed. I almost scream do to the pain in my ribs. He's on top of me, and pushes himself inside, making my body explode in pain.
I wake up screaming. Natsuko's there, trying to comfort me and Baby's by my side, yipping.
"It's okay, Yamato, I promise." Natsuko tries to soothe me. There are no tears, just pain. I'm worried about myself, because I've never had dreams about my past before. I begin to realize that I need help.
